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A Fated dance------ part three |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
The motion of the bike, the warmth of his body held close to hers. She feels a contentment she has missed for so long. He slows, then idles the bike to a stop. he glances back at her, then says"Look." Her eyes leave his face to gaze about her. "OOOHHHHHHHHH!!!" He has brought her to a place off stunning beauty, unexpected here in this city. A small stream gurgles and laughs its way through a tiny meadow. Moonlight silvers the trees and grass and the scent of night blooming jasmine lingers with every breath she takes. A whippoorwill calls his lonely song, and tree frogs fill the air with their song, like little echoes bouncing on the wind. "Do you like it?" he asks. She gets off the bike and hands him her helmet. When she turns, the moonlight gets caught in her eyes, and the smile she gives him lights up the night. "It is so very beautiful. I never knew this was here." She bends to unbuckle her heels. "What are you doing?" he asks. She gives him a mischevious grin, then takes off running through the grass, laughing back at his stunned expression. "Catch me." He fumbles to remove his helmet, his eyes never leaving this moon fairy he has found. Joyous laughter fills the meadow as he races after her. She splashes into the stream, then turns to him, a dare in her eyes. He stops..."No way I'm coming in there." " No way, huh?" One hand slowly reaches for the buttons of her blouse. He watches, mesmerized, as she undoes one, then two, then three of her buttons. "No way?" she questions him, as she pulls her blouse loose from her skirt. She slips the blouse off one creamy shoulder, then the other. It lands in a puddle of silk at his feet. "No way?" |
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Dusk Treader
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since 1999-06-18
Posts 1187St. Paul, MN |
Paula you're milking this for all it's worth, eh? ![]() Abrahm Simons "Keep on dreamin' boy 'cause when you stop dreaming it's time to die" - Blind Melon |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
The final dance is in the writing as we speak..and it will be printable here LOL |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
Don't keep us hanging - - are you sure you won't have to switch to Poetry for Adults? ~WG~ |
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